Brother, Ethereum, I'm running away. All good things must come to an end. This feast has reached its final moments. The delicacies have long been devoured, leaving only the cold, stale meat and the mess. The wise ones have already eaten their fill and quietly departed, but you, belatedly realizing the situation, are still reluctant to leave, clacking your bowl with your spoon, anticipating the next delicious and sumptuous main course. In the end, you're left with the hefty bill for this feast. Someone has to pay for every feast, and this time it's you. $ETH {future}(ETHUSDT)